"Hmm~ Hmm~"
A maid strolled leisurely down the mansion's hallway, pushing a trolley.
Joy lit up her beautiful face as she hummed a tune without words.
Suddenly, she stopped and turned her head toward the large window set into the wall.
Afternoon sunlight streamed through it, bathing the corridor in a warm, gentle glow.
Beyond the glass, a vibrant garden full of blooming flowers stretched out in inviting splendor.
"Ah, that's right… Prince Nolan is here," she murmured. "His appearance… it's nothing like the rumors. He's so handsome, with a perfect jawline. And his eyes—lazy, yet sharp—felt like they could see straight into my soul."
She bit her lower lip and slowly moved her left hand between her thighs.
"Ahn~" A soft moan escaped her. Her body tensed and shifted subtly, her gaze turning sultry.
"If only I could make him mine…" she whispered, eyes gleaming with lust and greed as she ran her tongue across her lips in a slow, teasing motion. "Wouldn't that be fun?"
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